"Looks like you're having a much harder time than I thought, General," I deduced.
It was the night after our toast in the command tent. After I, Ty, Azuma, and other viseres clocked out for the day, the remaining Foolhardies under Aura's leadership marched the rest of the way to the oasis in the southwest that I'd designated as our first target. Their pace allowed them to arrive at the location just before dusk.
So tonight, I found myself staring down into a desert valley where a fierce battle was being waged between the forces of General Red Bull and a much larger enemy army than previously reported.
"Well, I didn't really expect that bastard to get in my way, you know," Red Bull answered as he sent me a sidelong glance. "So you're the commander who beat Azuma and Jimmy Jonas, huh… thought you'd be taller."
